Mrs. and Mr. Smith

Chapter 320: 320: Kylan Taylor_1



Chapter 320: 320: Kylan Taylor_1

Duane Taylor felt even more awkward, saying, “Emily, I haven’t finished performing my act…”

“Perform? If you don’t stop, I’ll get angry.” Emily Taylor’s brow furrowed as she pretended to be angry.

Duane Taylor could only smile wryly. He waved his hand and the surrounding atmosphere disappeared instantly.

Ethan Smith’s body returned to normal in an instant.

“What…what’s going on?” Ethan Smith was somewhat at a loss.

Duane Taylor forced a smile, “If I don’t stop, my granddaughter will probably rip my beard off.”

Ethan Smith scratched his head, looking extremely puzzled.

What exactly was happening? Why did Mike Taylor seem like a completely different person in the blink of an eye?

“My grandfather just wanted to test you, ” Emily Taylor laughed.

Duane Taylor said with a faint smile, “You performed well. You didn’t disappoint me. ”

Ethan Smith couldn’t help but chuckle, scratching his head and saving,

“Honestly, I was really scared just now…”

“You’ve done great already.” Emily Taylor patted Ethan Smith’s head gently.

“Alright, if there’s nothing else, come accompany me in a game of chess,” Duane Taylor said with a grin.

At this moment, Duane Taylor seemed to have transformed from a high-and-mighty lord to a gentle old man.

“Ah, okay.” Ethan Smith hastily agreed.

“You two play chess, and I’ll go help in the kitchen,” Emily Taylor said. Ethan Smith couldn’t help but express his surprise, “You…are going to cook?”

“Ever since she returned from River City, she’s been working hard on her cooking skills,” Duane Taylor chuckled.

Emily Taylor blushed, “Don’t talk nonsense!”

After saying those words, Emily Taylor quickly walked away.

Ethan Smith immediately set up the chessboard and started playing with Mike Taylor.

They say chess reflects life, and it’s undeniable that Mike Taylor’s overall perspective was extraordinary.

In almost every game, Ethan Smith lost miserably and often didn’t know where to place his pieces.

After three rounds, Ethan Smith hadn’t won a single game.

“Hahaha!” Mike Taylor couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

He said somewhat smugly, “Ethan Smith, your chess skills are lacking. You’re no match for me.”

Seeing Mike Taylor’s ridiculous expression, Ethan Smith couldn’t help but smile wryly.

He even began to doubt if the legends about Mike Taylor in Capital City were true or not.

“Cough, cough!”

At that moment, Mike Taylor suddenly began to cough violently.

A few drops of blood appeared in his palm after the coughing fit.

Ethan Smith’s face instantly changed, and he hurriedly asked, “Mike Taylor, are you alright?”

Mike Taylor waved his hand and said, “What could happen to me? It’s normal to have some minor illnesses when you’re old.”

Minor illness?

Ethan Smith wasn’t so optimistic. He couldn’t help but think of what Dexter Blair had told him.

He then activated his medical skills and looked at Mike Taylor.

As expected, a faint dark energy lingered at Mike Taylor’s brow.

Although the dark energy was subtle, it undoubtedly carried the aura of death.

Mike Taylor, haven’t you checked it at the hospital?” Ethan Smith asked with a hint of worry in his voice.

Mike Taylor waved his hand, “I told you, I’m fine.”

As Mike Taylor said this nonchalantly, Ethan Smith became more distressed.

He hesitated for a moment, then stood up and said, “Mike Taylor, there’s something I’m unsure of whether to say or not.”

Mike Taylor waved his hand, indicating he didn’t mind.

Ethan Smith said solemnly, “Mike Taylor, you should get checked at the hospital. Dexter Blair once told me, he said…”

“What did he say?” Mike Taylor asked with a smile.

Ethan Smith didn’t know how to start and stood there looking helpless.

“He said I have less than a year to live, right?” Mike Taylor said with a faint smile.

Ethan Smith was taken aback and forced a smile, “You knew?”

Mike Taylor put down the chess piece in his hand, speaking slowly, “He knows,

so how could I not know the condition of my own body.”

“Then…why haven’t you thought of any solutions? Like the Divine Alchemist Pavilion, or…”

Mike Taylor waved his hand, interrupting Ethan Smith’s words.

Showing a hint of pride, he said, “Some things can’t be controlled, like life and death. ”

Ethan Smith’s face looked a bit gloomy, and he couldn’t understand.

Why didn’t Mike Taylor go to the Divine Alchemist Pavilion, which claims to cure any disease?

Or perhaps, Ethan Smith could also attempt to treat Mike Taylor’s illness himself.

“Let’s not talk about this anymore. Let’s change the subject,” Mike Taylor said.

Ethan Smith couldn’t let it go, so he tenta tively asked, “Does Emily know about this?”

Mike Taylor shook his head and sighed, “For now, it’s best not to let her know.”

Hearing these words, Ethan Smith couldn’t help but feel heartache.

Mike Taylor truly loved Emily Taylor.

Ethan Smith couldn’t imagine how much pain Emily Taylor would be in if she found out about this.

“Sir, it’s time for dinner,” a servant said, walking up to them.

Mike Taylor laughed heartily, “Ethan Smith, let’s go. Accompany me in a drink tonight.’

Ethan Smith nodded with a heavy heart and followed behind Mike Taylor as they walked downstairs.

It was only five in the afternoon, and the Taylor brothers hadn’t returned yet.

The table was filled with an array of luxurious dishes, their extravagance beyond imagination.

Soon, Emily Taylor came up with a dish in her hands.

This dish was obviously the result of meticulous research and, although made from simple ingredients, it was beautifully presented.

Emily Taylor placed the dish in front of Ethan Smith, her voice full of expectation, “Hurry and taste it, I made it myself!”

“This dish is made especially for you,” Mike Taylor teased on the side.

“Grandpa!” Emily Taylor looked a bit annoyed.

Mike Taylor smiled wryly, “Alright, alright. I won’t say anything more.”

Ethan Smith picked up his chopsticks, took a bite, and placed it in his mouth.

“How is it?” Emily Taylor asked expectantly.

Ethan Smith praised, “Delicious! It’s extremely delicious!”

“Really?!” Emily Taylor was so excited that she almost jumped up!

“Really!” Ethan Smith picked up his chopsticks and began eating like a pig, shoveling the food into his mouth.

This made Emily Taylor quite satisfied, and she whispered, “I’ll make something else for you in the future.”

As they enjoyed the warm scene, a middle-aged man walked in from outside.

When Emily Taylor saw the man, she stood up and called out, “Uncle!” Hearing this title, Ethan Smith immediately looked up at the man.

The man had a sturdy figure, a cold expression, and an innately ruthless demeanor.

“Is he Kylan Taylor?” Ethan Smith wondered to himself.

Cato Cain once mentioned that besides Mike Taylor, Kylan Taylor was the one with the most power in the Taylor family..


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